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Destruction Of A King

What! I got a story about a girl I know, at a time in my life where I felt so low. So confused, and what little I knew, my endless nights at Deja Vu.

to you. My life was red, but now it's blue. You hold me to the ground, and I can't seem to make a sound. I break through, and I'm playing your game,

Sitting here under a tree, compose my thoughts to satisfy me. I asked her to touch, to wrap her lips around it, But she said, "I'm not just another slut

walked into my biggest fear. I never knew it could be so much fun, Doing your body and getting my fix done. I rolled the condom down and what did I see, a

it the pimp, the crook, the hustling thing The man, the music that making a king I'm simply building my Ming A million men marchin' like condom [unverified] I'm the King

us sharing a crib Losin' all that, God forbid You deserve flowers and candy, the simple things In addition to the SL's, baguettes and rings Instead I walk around like I'm a king

busted, disgusted, and couldn't be trusted He tried to battle me and found self-destruction 2 Live Crew, 2 li-2 li-2 Live Crew Bus-bust a rhyme, bus-bust a rhyme Bus-bust a

Deadly wardog without fear Ramming through the battlefields Mighty heroes and kings of men Will be dead by this beast, insane Skin of stone and bones

will spray y'all And put you in a hole like Robert Peter to pay Paul I could give a fuck Got a flow to leave a river stuck You hear deep it lines ?? [